The scourge of a white sea – in reality – ✍️ Yasser Zein Al-Abidin, the lawyer
Threatening messages I receive privately
The humiliating silence…
Speech We warn you against speaking about
With red lines…
I don't care about the nonsense of some of their relief
Stupid media…
They deny the naked truth without falsification…
Some of Nazir's sons provoked rebellion in the state…
If you know, keep quiet, and if you see my blindness…
If they do what they want, they must listen and obey…
We are forbidden to criticize them because they have a feather in their head…
Understanding the concern of the masters and of us the subjects, let us support…
We explain the story below, so we can learn from it…
We had a successful statewide election race (2010)…
I was one of the representatives of the Legislative Council…
We were called to a meeting to discuss budget approval…
I am required to prepare a report before the session…
Nineteen deputies have committed to discovering the defect…
I prepared a supplementary report revealing the error…
Before Samir dispersed, they brought the Koran…
We vowed to stand firm and oppose the budget…
I was tasked with initiating the discussion during the session that day…
Violent events then ensue…
Finance Minister Hafez Atta Al-Mannan came…
He called it zero budget, and he called him an expert…
In the richest countries, resources were not zero.
They opened the door to discussion and I criticized the budget…
I saw satisfied looks from them, so I was reassured…
They all showered praise, praise and flattery…
A budget that they swore to criticize…
The first political lesson I learned: don't trust…
They sold me and took my comments to the governor, and he said…
Inflatable nozzle and wedaka octa…
I would not break the oath of the Council itself
Not to mention the oath I took with them…
These are alive, wagging the fox's tail…
They swear during the day, and at night they break…
Their plots to promote obsolete products…
This word is not enough for the moment…
It stinks, so we shouldn't stand back or allow it…
The pretext of the majority is a word of truth by which I want the lie…
It won't be a lie. There are many of us and the others are few…
We will not accept the turmoil of the torrent while they claim sovereignty…
Most people are far from this room…
He takes care of his piece of bread, his field, his seed and his udder…
He cares about her safety, her security and her little worries…
They mobilize when necessary to expose their tyrant….
At the end of the day, they will return to each other as they left…
They didn't understand why they left and for what…
And if they went out among them, they would only add to their confusion…
The one who led the line of aggravation and pain is known…
He who denies always commits a lie…
Empty barrels make noise…
Let the governor manage our affairs in a complicated circumstance…
He plans, redraws the roadmap…
He knows who is plotting and rises above your plot…
Some of you draw the plot, then some of you arrive
Tell him it was a betrayal…
Even if I don't pay attention to small, insignificant things…
Sharing is a fight whose strength is to be or not to be…
Let's leave the machinations against him, this is not the time for nonsense…
Your complaint in the center is the song of the crow of foreboding…
Leave the criticism of the division head (18) in a whisper
At your request, then (you will go to work)…
Let him push the abomination to defeat the rebellion and destroy it…
Leave him alone with the rebellion, his job is to protect you…
Some Habani will not protect you from rebellion.
On the contrary, they will give them power from your neck and from your villages…
Let discouragement, intimidation and malice…
Anyone who tramples graves is a traitor to the clan…
Why did you delay? You were authorized to wage jihad in this state…
Aren't those who sit back and neglect traitors?
A reality as apparent as the sun in the middle of the sky…
Some of Nazir Habani's sons did it…
Bring rebellion into your homes and properties…
We are not for sale in a market where the governor buys
We said whatever happens…
It is not us who submit to threats and threats
He is silent…
You loved our criticism of him those days and you blessed him…
You ask every day what is behind the cessation of our reviews…
Sharing is a homeland, and we fight in the hour of the call…
A cursed and malicious machine that manages to think…
And beyond the hill, look for these people
The scourge of a white sea…
